Gloom

Chapter 75

I waited a second, the phone pressed to my ear, while my grandmother considered my words.

"It's a little weird that you're asking me that now." She sounded both amused and puzzled through the earpiece. I blinked. Actually, he had thought she would take it more in awe, even annoyance, not in that relaxed tone.

I had called her because this morning I woke up with a knot in my stomach, with that doubt hammering in my head as if that was what my most recent nightmare had been about, even though it really wasn't.

The truth was that I always lived interested in it, but my father raised me with the idea that his mother could not talk about that man. He was quite strict in that sense and it was one of the few times that he could be seen really angry if he pushed the issue.

"I-it just gave me that curiosity all of a sudden," I lied. Sorry if she upset you.

"Oh, honey, I haven't seen that man in nearly forty years." I don't mind talking about him, not anymore. —The sweetness and patience with w